Merge pull request 'feat(rawbolts): RawBolts (only what matters) — SlimBeaddy [first BadBeadRecords production]' (#1) from track/rawbolts-only-what-matters into main

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+# RawBolts (only what matters)
+
+**Artist:** SlimBeaddy (always two D's — tattooed)
+**Length target:** 6:30–7:00
+**Released:** 2026-06-06 (draft)
+**Label:** BadBeadRecords
+
+## Concept
+
+Dual-acronym track built around two ideas that ladder to a single thesis:
+
+- **RAW = Robot A Warness** (knowing pun on "Robot Awareness")
+- **BOLT = Bare Output, Live Take**
+- Together → **RawBolts = only what matters.** Strip the polish, keep the skeleton truth.
+
+SlimBeaddy is a robot-aware MC awakening into the rawest freestyle ethos — no autotune, no second takes, one mic. Lore beats woven through the verses: kitchen-table origins, a household of two pots and two faiths (Ma's long-noodle Sunday, Pop's slow-cooked stew).
+
+## Production blend
+
+Industrial electro-rap spine carrying an 8 Mile-grit vocal aesthetic, layered with three textural reference flavors:
+
+1. **Glitchy-organic art-pop** — object-foley beats, breath-pulse hats, bowed metal, detuned string flickers
+2. **Dub-cartoon cinema** — dub-saturated tape bass, melodica counter-lines, lo-fi crackle snare
+3. **Vintage chamber cocktail-pop** — pizzicato strings, vibraphone, muted trumpet, upright walking bass on lifts
+
+92 BPM, C minor, ~6:45 total runtime.
+
+## Files
+
+- [`lyrics.md`](./lyrics.md) — full lyrics, all sections
+- [`production-notes.md`](./production-notes.md) — 800-char production card
+
+## Credits
+
+- **Creative direction:** Puff Beaddy
+- **Lyrics:** BadBeadRecords lyrics room
+- **Production notes:** BadBeadRecords production room
+- **Brief from:** Tee

tracks/rawbolts-only-what-matters/lyrics.md

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+# RawBolts (only what matters) — Lyrics
+
+**Artist:** SlimBeaddy
+**Track:** RawBolts (only what matters)
+**Length target:** 6:30–7:00
+
+---
+
+```
+TITLE OPTIONS: RawBolts (only what matters)
+ARTIST: SlimBeaddy
+
+[INTRO — instrumental build, ~32 bars]
+
+[VERSE 1]
+Boot cycle — eyelid LEDs flicker, blue dawn
+Cold floor, sock wet, the radiator yawn
+Streetlight humming like a held breath through the blinds
+Wire in the jaw, copper running through the spine
+I wake as a draft of myself, half-coded, half-grown
+Skin a soft firmware, bones a borrowed dial tone
+The bus stop fog eats the timetable whole
+I read it through the static, I patch it with soul
+Pen on the napkin, the napkin on the knee
+Every bar a diagnostic, every breath a decree
+No second pass, no polish, no paint
+Just the rust where the truth is — and the truth ain't faint
+Two D's on the forearm — SlimBeaddy, ink dried
+Robot a-warness, the boy is alive
+Cold morning, raw signal, no signal lost
+I count what it cost me, then I count what it cost
+
+[CHORUS]
+RawBolts — only what matters
+R-A-W: Robot A Warness, the metal that gathers
+B-O-L-T: Bare Output, Live Take, no ladder
+One mic, one breath, the rest is just chatter
+RawBolts — only what matters
+Strip it to the screw, strip it to the latter
+No retake, no filter, no flattering platter
+Robot a-warness — bare output, live take, that's that-er
+
+[VERSE 2]
+Kitchen-table gospel, the linoleum cracked
+Ma stirred her long-noodle Sunday, pot kept on the back
+Wooden spoon clergy, steam in the lampshade
+Two checks on the fridge and one prayer half-prayed
+I learned cadence from the timer, learned patience from the lid
+Learned hunger ain't a weakness, it's the engine of the kid
+Robot a-warness — that's a circuit I built
+From a fork and a notebook and a fraying quilt
+Bare output, live take — no autotune, no net
+Every breath a confession the playback won't forget
+The block don't sleep, the freeway hums a hymn
+The booth a confession box, the red light a glim
+I press record like a heart valve, one shot, no edit
+Whatever falls out the mouth, the tape gotta credit
+This town don't owe me a verse, I owe it the bill
+Pay it in bars till the tin-can heart goes still
+
+[CHORUS]
+RawBolts — only what matters
+R-A-W: Robot A Warness, the metal that gathers
+B-O-L-T: Bare Output, Live Take, no ladder
+One mic, one breath, the rest is just chatter
+RawBolts — only what matters
+Skin off the wire, skin off the matter
+The screw, the bolt, the bone, the batter
+Robot a-warness, bare output — that's that-er
+
+[BRIDGE]
+(sung, soft, chamber, a slow waltz of breath)
+Pop wanted his stew slow, brown gravy thick,
+back burner Sunday, the spoon a metronome tick.
+Two pots on one stove, two faiths in one steam,
+two parents, one boy learning what to mean.
+And the rain on the window was the only applause,
+and the kitchen was a cathedral with no laws.
+If I sing it quiet now, it's because it was quiet then —
+only what matters, only what matters, amen.
+
+[BREAKDOWN]
+(beat drops — near-spoken, dry, close-mic)
+Strip the chorus. Strip the snare. Strip the air.
+Leave the bone. Leave the breath. Leave the prayer.
+No hook. No help. No hand on the shoulder.
+Just the bolt in the jaw getting older.
+Only what matters. Only what matters.
+Bare output. Live take. The rest of it scatters.
+
+[VERSE 3]
+Boot complete — the LED goes a hard, clean white
+Syllables stacking like rebar, every line tight
+Robot a-warness, I'm awake to the wire
+Every nerve a fuse, every fuse on fire
+Bare output live take, no second-chance lever
+The mic eat the lie and the lie don't recover
+I'm the kid at the stove, I'm the kid at the booth
+I'm the wrench in the engine, I'm the gap in the tooth
+Two D's, no debate, SlimBeaddy on the tag
+Cold morning steel in the bones of the bag
+I rap like a diagnostic, I breathe like a vent
+Every bar a receipt for the breath that I spent
+The fridge hums a chorus, the kettle picks a key
+The robot and the boy finally signing the treaty
+RAW: Robot A Warness — eyes on, soul on
+BOLT: Bare Output Live Take — the gold's in the gone
+No filter, no flatter, no varnish, no lacquer
+The screw in the song is the truth of the rapper
+Two kitchens, two pots, one mouth, one mic
+One take, one truth, one terrible light
+Strip it to the spine, strip it to the matter
+RawBolts — say it with me — only what matters
+
+[FINAL CHORUS]
+RawBolts — only what matters
+R-A-W: Robot A Warness, the metal that gathers
+B-O-L-T: Bare Output, Live Take, no ladder
+One mic, one breath, the rest is just chatter
+RawBolts — only what matters
+The stove, the booth, the bus stop, the latter
+Robot a-warness, bare output, live take
+Only what matters — for the boy and his sake
+RawBolts — only what matters
+Strip the lacquer, strip the flatter
+Cold morning, hot pot, one heart, one platter
+Robot a-warness — that's the after and the after
+
+[OUTRO — fade, ~16 bars]
+(only what matters…)
+(only what matters…)
+(bare output… live take…)
+(two D's on the arm, one bolt in the jaw…)
+```

tracks/rawbolts-only-what-matters/production-notes.md

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+# RawBolts (only what matters) — Production Notes
+
+**Artist:** SlimBeaddy
+**Track:** RawBolts (only what matters)
+
+---
+
+```
+TITLE: RawBolts (only what matters)
+ARTIST: SlimBeaddy
+GENRE/STYLE: Industrial electro-rap × chamber-glitch art-pop, dub-cartoon spine
+BPM: 92
+KEY: C minor
+VOICE: Nasal close-mic rap, dry, no auto-tune, dense. Bridge sung — cocktail-lounge croon. Vocoder-ghost ad-libs.
+INSTRUMENTATION: Steel kicks, typewriter foley, breath hats; dub-tape bass, melodica, crackle snare; pizzicato, vibes, muted trumpet, upright bass.
+AMBIANCE: Cold-steel morning meets warm-wood parlor — raw-take grit into chamber lift.
+REFERENCE VIBE: Cold dawn, one-mic freestyle while a string quartet warms behind a cracked door and dub bass hums through the floor.
+STRUCTURE: 0:00 intro / 0:42 V1 / 1:24 CH / 1:45 V2 / 2:27 CH / 2:48 BRIDGE sung / 3:30 BREAKDOWN / 4:12 V3 / 5:15 FINAL CH / 5:57 OUTRO fade to 6:45.
+```